The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 1549 Can you stop here for a while

However, Qingling Pill is only a low-grade earth-level pill. No matter how perfect the alchemist's skills are, no matter how high the alchemist's level is, what he refines will always be a low-grade earth-level pill. It's just the difference in alchemy effect!
The alchemists in the first group were all relieved when they heard that the elixir was stipulated to refine the Qingling elixir!

Because the Qingling Pill is very simple, and the amount of herbs needed is very small, when they first joined alchemists, the most refined one was Qingling Pill!

They are also quite confident about such an easy-to-use elixir!
But they forgot that just because every alchemist can make such a simple pill, the basic skills of alchemists will be tested even more!
And the more simple the pill, the higher the criteria for judging it. After all, the quality of the Qingling Pill cannot be changed, so it is necessary to pay more attention to the details.

However, the fifty alchemists in the first group did not think of this, and instead took it lightly because of the simplicity of the prescription.

It's a pity that when it was really refining, many alchemists were distracted by the cries from the VIP seats!

That crying sound filled their ears like a devil's voice, they obviously didn't want to hear it, but it kept wafting into their ears, which made many alchemists very upset!

In the first batch of alchemy, nearly thirty alchemists ended in failure!

Seeing this, the nine judges in the judges' seat all had ugly faces.

His eyes drifted towards the VIP seats, and a judge called the host and said, "Go and see what is crying over there? It's affecting the alchemists' competition."

The host walked over after receiving the judge's order, and asked directly: "Dean Lu, Dean Fang, why are you crying?"

"Shocking dean Geng bullies people!" Hearing someone questioning, the little old man couldn't help but raised his head tearfully.

Dean Jing Tao Geng: "..."

The host is also a teacher of Jingtao Academy. After hearing the little old man's answer, he couldn't help but looked at Dean Geng in embarrassment and said, "Dean, the alchemists are competing, can you please calm down a little bit?" ?”

"Can you stop crying?" Hearing this, Dean Geng naturally couldn't keep turning a blind eye to the little old man and Dean Fang Hua, so he could only speak.

"You Jingtao are too bullying, why don't you allow people to cry?" the little old man said angrily.

"I was wrong, I apologize, can you stop crying?" Dean Geng relented.

"Not sincere." The little old man said aggrievedly.

"Don't go too far?" Dean Geng said through gritted teeth.

"Look, I'll just say you're not sincere. I'm not satisfied with your apology, and I'm going to cry!" the little old man threatened.

"Then what do you want?" Dean Geng said angrily.

"Kneel down and apologize." The little old man demanded.

Dean Geng's face turned darker than the bottom of the pot in an instant, "Don't even think about it!"

Peat!
How dare this old thing make him kneel down and apologize?What spring and autumn dream?

"Ah woo woo..." The little old man continued to cry louder than before!

The alchemists' timers were still running on the field, and at the same time, the alchemists who were in the game were also a little panicked!

That sudden wailing voice made many alchemists tremble in fright, and then, a furnace of Qingling Pill that was still being refined was destroyed!

However, the crying of the little old man continued!
Dean Fang of Fanghua College also joined in later, the crying echoed the high-pitched voice of the little old man, and the cooperation was extremely tacit.

(End of this chapter)